21st Century Disease Names Daze
21st Century Disease Names Daze
If you watch TV, you are constantly bombarded by ads for drugs that claim to treat a variety of ailments, most of which you have probably never heard of before. Where the hell do they come up with these ailments and diseases, and who the hell is sitting in a dark room somewhere figuring out what to call them?
The Sandwich Generation
The Sandwich Generation
The “sandwich generation.” A term I find myself using more and more, and a topic of conversation among my peers on what seems to be a daily basis.
For many of my friends who are anywhere between 40 and 60+, we are the sandwich generation. A thinly sliced piece of humanity nicely tucked between 2 pieces of familial bread. One of those pieces of bread is our parents, both of them if you are lucky. For many of us, that means an elderly parent(s), 80 years young and up. For some, their parents are snowbirds – they split their time between their home in the north and their other home in the south. For others, they have moved on to to warmer parts permanently. For me it’s the latter and it’s my dad, who will be 92 this August.
20 years ago, he “retired” to the Jewish Virgin Islands, a.k.a. Palm Beach County. His retirement lasted a few weeks before he started going stir crazy and threatened to move back north, which was not what my mother had planned. So off he went, in search of an accounting job, where he could continue his CPA career, which he found. Within a few months, he got his Florida certification and, until very recently, went to work almost every day. His major complaint during the summer and fall is that he doesn’t have enough work to keep him busy.
On the other side of our generational sandwich is our children. For Linda and me, that’s one in California and one who just recently moved to Brooklyn, to shack up with his girlfriend and his dog. Prior to that, he had been living at home for about 2 years, after graduating from SU in May 2014. He even went so far as to redecorate his room a few weeks after moving back home, which was a definitive sign that free room and board had it’s benefits. Now that he’s gone, I’m slowly converting his room into my home office (which will probably come as news to him).
Having an elderly parent 2-3 hours away by plane and a child 5 hours away by plane has added a whole other layer to our lives. We like to see them both as much as we can, which is a strain on us emotionally, physically and fiscally. AMEX points and frequent flier miles got chewed up pretty quickly the first couple of years that Allie was living in lala land.
For now, we do our best to go west and south as often as we can but sometimes the meat that makes up our little sandwich gets a bit too stretched . What I really need right now is a hero. Unfortunately my sandwich is more like peanut butter and jelly. A little thin, a little sticky, but in the end, even a good PB&J is better than nothing.
Viagra Model Daze
Viagra Model Daze
Can we talk about ED…erectile dysfunction. Major Major Disclaimer (and if my kids are reading this, hide your eyes): ED is not a problem for me but I do get big kick out of those Viagra TV commercials.
Postal Service Daze 2016
Postal Service Daze 2016
About a year ago, I wrote this blog post about issues I was having with the US postal service:
http://www.irasez.com/postal-service-daze/
Getting High at Mile High
Getting High at Mile High
I’m a big believer in the theory that “you can’t make this shit up.” The sporting goods chain Sports Authority has declared bankruptcy. Creates a small problem for the Denver Broncos who play at Sports Authority Field at Mile High
Oh Cluck Me!
Oh Cluck Me!
Do you hear that clucking sound coming from Casa de Berk? If you listen carefully, you can hear it. “Cluck…cluck….oh cluck me.” That’s the sound of the empty nest as Zach has left the cozy comforts of suburban New Jersey for the motherland – Brooklyn.
Show Some Respect
Show Some Respect
This past weekend, Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia died. I don’t think it took more than a few nanoseconds before both sides of the political lunatic fringe used this opportunity to use this moment to serve their own cause. Holy Shit America….you all should be ashamed of yourselves.
Boston Herald Dazed and Confused
Boston Herald Dazed and Confused
Take a look at that headline. Just look at it. Earlier this week, the editorial staff of the Boston Herald endorsed Chris Christie, the Governor of New Jersey, for President. Here’s my question for those folks up there: What the f’ are you thinking?
The Question I’d Ask The Candidates
The Question I’d Ask The Candidates
55 years ago this month, in the final days of his time in office, President Eisenhower warned our country and our citizens about the increasing power of the military-industrial complex:
Sarah Palin Off The Deep End
Sarah Palin Off The Deep End
Today’s disclaimer: I’m not a big fan of Sarah Palin. Glad I got that off my chest. I feel so much better now.
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